oh summer heat, jupiter and venus getting all cozy, pride weekend, supreme court ruling, you all have me excited and wishing to be out and about, inspired, and free. loving this little phase, where tears and joy take turns, passions are ignited, and thoughts turn to syrup pouring out in thick sugary words. feelings spiked, and having to learning how to find equanimity in this high tide. dancing all night instead of jogging in the early morning. don’t have a wardrobe for the heat so wearing black stretch pants. everybody waddling slow from it. people everywhere, out of their boxes. celebration in my bones, and i hardly ever feel like celebrating. got the plot completed, just when i had given up on myself…per usual. the process: inspiration, loss of confidence, inspiration, total feeling of failure, inspiration-you get the idea…hope and fear swing inside as the idea gets built through deep inner strength and perseverance. at least my plan b is comforting, as i learn to be non-afflicted through the opposites. that’s the core. spiritual growth, for sure. create it, yes. climb that wall of fate, as emerson said. and also…don’t get too attached to it. surrender. when he leaves, she leaves, he dies, she dies, the money goes dry, the shelter catches fire, the illness comes from nowhere, the project fails, the tides ebb, and there is no comfort to around…find comfort in the truth within….that all is temporal. we will come and go, speaking of michelangelo…measuring our life with coffee spoons. it’s all good. amber around the throat. smokey quartz dangling by the navel. sasquatch dreams. listening to the bass of my neighbors morning beats. letting the carefree vibe take hold for a minute…before the strength card settles in on monday. what is strength? unconditional love is strength. loving every feeling you have, not manipulating it to not be here. loving every aspect of life within and without, not for the pleasure, justice, or results it brings, but simply for the feeling of life existing. this life. this crazy life. debating topics loud into the heat of the night. oh what the sun does. laughter at the base. the smell of pot coming through the windows. a consistent breeze putting a smile on my face. feeling every myth unhinge from the matrix and swirl around, wanting open minds to grab hold. make it new. twist it up. twirl it around. refreshment. variety. upgrade. evolution. the mundane kissing the profound. understanding that there is never an arrival….